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Friday, November 30, 2007 2:14 AM
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i've decided to pause my studying for a while.
and blog.

indeed i had an enjoyable conversational chat with the "usual" clique on msn just.
they were so funny i swear.
but later in the night,
chatted with joyce and mark
i got no idea, why both of them could make me so emo.
yes.
EMO.
one bout desire for the future.
another bout studies.
both about the school.

it made me feel worse initially.

those thoughts came back, after not hunting me for long.
yes, i teared abit.

the amount of stress i could take is indeed more than my utmost limit.
thinking of all those shit, i just couldn't take it.

those tests, projects, assignments, tuts.
it's all hard on me.

the more the days passed, the more tired i am.

tired of trying my utmost best, achieving the best i could.
but yet, the results doesn't made me feel better.

slept for 12 hours ytd.
but when i continue to burn midnight oil now, i feel i still couldn't concentrate.
dizziness is what i felt.

sleepless nights are for me for the next few days.

but thanks to joyce and mark.
they dint continue futher,
and knocking some sense into me.

those words really knock some sense into me.
brighten me.

those things that she said was really different from others.
and i feel great seeing those.
-.-

yet, i guess i'm stressing myself.

enough of those shits.
somehow, i need a good rest.
like really a good rest, not a need to to worry for anything.
just enjoy myself quietly.

yes, that is I WISH.

back to studies, cindyyy.
you need concentration.


i wish my concentration could be as good as in the past.

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try bribing her with
ice cream! (:

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